Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

At worst, he could become an ordinary sergeant, so that his wife and Ji Laoer could have more freedom and spend more time with their family. He had many thoughts in mind, but at this moment, with the couple separated by thousands of miles and the cold winter approaching in the north, he felt that being able to reunite was a good thing.

Ji Wenshu's emotions suddenly turned red with anger at the thought of "family reunion". He turned sideways to the door. The bright sunny sky was so dazzling!

When Madam Ji returned, Ji Wenshu couldn't help but sigh with emotion. They now lived in a side room of the government office, not far from Qin Xiuyuan. Usually, if his son-in-law could come back, they would have meals together.

"Well, what could possibly happen to her two sisters? Can Shushu live such a miserable life? Don't stir up trouble for your son-in-law. He's so busy right now!"

Father Ji felt wronged. "Shushu was seriously ill, and we were not around. Sigh!" He looked really thin in those two days. Before he could talk to his daughter and untie the knot, he had already traveled a long way to Jingcheng. "I shouldn't have argued with her so much in the past!"

"It's not too late for you to understand now! Think about Shushu's body, her difficulties, her hard work. As a father, you sometimes hurt her too much!"

She'd been caught between father and daughter, feeling awkward. "Wenshu, why bother arguing with your daughters about right and wrong? Grandma isn't alone, but Shushu truly only has us and her son-in-law. People who have been sick for years tend to be gloomy and broken. Shushu is just a little stronger and more open-minded."

Hearing that the Third Young Master took pleasure in abusing livestock after losing his arm, Madam Ji nodded at her annoyed husband and said, "I have to remind Zhang San to keep these dogs under control."

This litter of dogs guards the house, the fields, the mines, and their master, so the son-in-law loves them very much.

Don't offend others and lose your life.

Yongzhou Ranch.

A chilly wind swept across the withered, yellow grasslands, beneath a cloudless blue sky. A flock of sheep drifted slowly down the hillside in the distance. Suddenly, the flock formed a line, their front and back clearly in order, and for a moment, the crowd seemed uncongested. Then, a herder on horseback followed them, shouting at them. The lamb kebabs, their butts thrashing, took another quick run.

"Madam." Wangshu was engrossed in watching the groups of mutton skewers. Tang Bo came over with two horses, ready to start his daily horseback riding exercise.

The time was set by his wife, so he had no choice but to disturb her.

"Madam, now that the weather is getting colder, the cattle and sheep are starting to move down the mountain and follow the herders back to their winter homes."

When the spring comes and the grass turns green, the cattle and sheep will go up the mountain again and roam the grasslands. Now they have to return to their fixed earthen houses at the foot of the mountain, commonly known as winter dens, to eat hay and spend the winter.

Of course, hay is limited, and most of the cattle and sheep will be slaughtered before the long winter comes. Only the young cattle and sheep and those that are about to give birth can go back into the mountains next year.

Migration happens every year, but most cattle and sheep only move once in their lifetime.

"Uncle Tang, send a few people to take Ji Wangle back. We will be a few days late." The two Ji brothers were young and ran around wildly on the grassland every day. Yesterday, they tripped over a rock and fell with a bruised face. They also rolled down the hillside. Not only did their front teeth almost break, their knees were blue and purple, and their bodies were bruised.

Tang Bo handed her the reins and watched her Hu clothing sway as her thin arms and legs stepped on the saddle and she straddled the horse. Although she was a little unstable, she wrapped her slender wrists around the reins and sat on the horse in a proper manner.

The posture is three points, but fortunately, the technique is now decent enough to make up for it. "Madam has been diligently studying horsemanship, and now she has some of the grace of a child of the grassland!"

Children in the northwest are good at riding and shooting. Children on the grassland learn to ride horses before learning to walk. They cannot read a single word, but they are very good at counting cows and horses.

Wangshu did not respond to the compliment. He kicked the horse's belly and trotted straight along the trail.

"Madam, Old Tang privately thinks we should return to the city as soon as possible. The cattle and sheep have been moved to new pastures, and the wolves in the wild have run out of food. I'm afraid they'll come out in droves to forage at night..."

The road ahead continues uninterrupted.

Tang Bo sighed, called the eldest sister, and told her to immediately arrange a few people to take Chun Yang and the little kid back to the city. He followed the two horses closely, not daring to relax.

When Wangshu came back on horseback from the other side of the bridleway, Chunyang was carrying Ji Laoer, whose face was swollen and nose was crooked, and was about to get on the carriage. "Madam, we are ready to set off with Lele."

Ji Laoer saw his sister waving her hand. There was a cut on the edge of her mouth. She didn't open her mouth to speak, but moved. Xiaopang also had a scratch on her elbow. Wangshu pinched her fingers.

"Well, go back. Don't use too much medicine powder." Wangshu was afraid of dependence on the Sanqi powder that stopped bleeding and pain. He lowered his head and touched Ji Laoer, "Go back. Sister will stay two days later."

A carriage and two horses are moving farther and farther away. If someone asks the three-year-old baby in the future why he endured the pain without crying, Tang Bo will rub his index finger and thumb, and say, "Money makes the world go round." This tells you the power of money.

For the last two days, Wangshu was still sitting on the undulating grass slope, watching waves of cattle and sheep winding down in the distance. The shepherds were busy, carrying tents and felts in a large group. Some of the children were only four or five years old, casually wrapped in woolen coats. Their dark little faces were sitting upright on the horses, looking very natural, controlling the horses steadily and shouting in a very professional manner.

An unknown river flowed quietly in the distance, and the wind was chilly. Wangshu wrapped himself tightly in a thick cotton cloak, and the coldness from his clean face in the morning was still lingering on his ears.

Behind him, the second senior sister, having completed her training, dismounted and trotted over to report to Tang Bo. Two white pine dogs, each with iron armor on their necks and abdomens, followed closely, their eyes focused, their ears erect, always on guard.

"Master, the disciples are all ready." She lowered her head slightly. Her light blue training uniform matched the others', her wrists and ankles tightly tied, her back straight. To others, she looked like a typical martial arts disciple. Sigh, I don't understand what the Madam is doing. During the day, she watches the sky, the grass, the river, the cattle and sheep. In the afternoon, she watches these things too. Then there's the sunset. At night, she watches the stars and the moon. She never tires of watching the sunrise...

Tang Bo hesitated about whether to go forward and persuade her. In the past, he had tried every way to persuade her to go with the wind, but the lady was stubborn and would stick to her own way. However, the weather was unpredictable. After the frost, rain and snow would suddenly come, and the cold winter would come.

"Alas! Following Madam, Master sighs more often." Second Senior Sister pursed her lips.

Fortunately, a quarter of an hour later, the man on the slope finally got up and mounted his horse, saying coldly, "Uncle Tang, prepare to return to the city."

"Okay!" Tang Bo breathed a sigh of relief. Second Senior Sister mounted her horse and galloped down from the other side. After two months, they were finally going back!

Li Wanting returned to the city early this month. In the past two days, she heard rumors in the city that her little cousin had returned with a bruised face and nose, and had brought her son Niu Wa with her, some glutinous rice cakes and two sets of clothes for little girls.

Looking at the chubby little Niu Wa who was leaning obediently against his mother's side, Aunt Xia grinned, "Niu Wa is here!" Turning around, she called inside, "Le Le, look who's here!"

"Ah!!! It must be my cousin!" As the voice came, people arrived. There were a few "thumps". Li Wanting looked up and saw that the bruises on her cousin's face had not disappeared, but her two braids were fluttering, and she was wearing a red jacket and looked energetic. She jumped and rushed over, and pounced on her with a smile.